This post has been transferred from my original blog. We were the ones driving hours from village to village for pretzels and pickels. We were the ones delighted to travel to Intercourse, Bird in Hand, & Virginville (snickering like a teenage boy) We loved the chance to go to a mudsale outside of Lancaster, relishing in the hollering, "What am I bid?" A mudsale is an Amish auction. No mud is harmed (or sold) during a mudsale
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